
We are at our camp at Big Shag Lake. There is a knock at the door. It is our long lost cousins from the West - Matt and Joel.
Joel begins unpacking mysterious supplies.
"Let there be beer." Joel is heard to exclaim.
The brewmaster undertakes a purification ritual before approaching the sacred brewing task.
Good water is the soul of good beer.
We use Shag Lake anyway.
Master brewer at work.

The brew is left to its own bubbling and fermenting devices.
Ultimately it is ready for bottling and sampling.

So it begins.